A poor n.o.ble house in the southernmost frontier.
“……”
I wake up after having obtained information on Wendelin and eat breakfast in the mansion’s dining room with the other brothers who had also woken up.
It is a mansion, but for a poor lower-cla.s.s n.o.ble.
There are a number of rooms accordingly such as the study room, warehouse for food, money, goods and armor etc, but it is just in the end similar to a wealthy farmer’s at best in my guess.
Those who get a personal room in this house currently are the current family head, Arthur (age 45) and the legal wife, Johanna (age 44). The others are Kurt, the eldest son (age 25) and Helman, the second son (age 23).
The remaining four brothers, including me, had been pushed into one room.
The other three were Paul, the third son (age 19), Helmut, the fourth son (age 17) and Erich, the fifth son (age 16).
This is the sadness of still living at home.
It is a good setting for an old novel though.
It should be noted that the mistress Leila (age 31), Walther, the sixth son (age 14), Carl, the seven son (age 13), Agnes, the eldest daughter (age 11) and Corona, the second daughter (age 10) usually live in her parents’ house in the village headman’s villa.
Though only the name somewhat was good like the German n.o.bles’, the fact is the same in either world.
From the information in yesterday’s dream, it seems that the rooms are not enough for the amount of people that live in this mansion.
It is not necessary for the mistress’ kids to receive education as a n.o.ble, so there are no exchanges with children in the other side.
Wendelin have met them several times in his memory.
There is also the wife for village head’s successor son who is an influential person in the territory that was independent from family head, but it would not matter since I didn’t inherit it.
There are retainers that also maintain the mansion. Abel, age 71, is the butler serving the family since the previous generation. There are four maids, but all of them are grandmas from the village since there is a possibility that Arthur, with zero family plans, would make them conceive a child.
There are also retainers that command the force in times of war, but everyone basically is just a farmer, an artisan, a hunter or a blacksmith that works in the village. Since they don’t have a mansion, all of them live in the village with their own family and commute for work.
There is no difference between a warrior and a farmer in a poor village at the frontier like this.
In case of an emergency, the soldiers are sent out to fight for the master’s house to which they have sworn allegiance to.
So even for small territory like this for more than 200 years, there has been no important war that has occurred.
To begin with, the Baumeister Knight Territory that the current family head, Arthur von Benno Baumeister, governed is in the southern end of the Helmut Kingdom’s territory which is the master’s house.
The potential enemy for Helmut Kingdom now is only the Urquhart’s Holy Empire that lies to the north in the Lingaia continent. There lies an undeveloped area which divides the two kingdoms.
Helmut Kingdom is south of the undeveloped area where the Urquhart Holy Empire spent money and a lot of labor on the development of northern part undeveloped area.
That is to say, both sides cannot afford war.
Nonetheless, until about 200 years ago, the lord’s army has been summoned once a few years.
But since they just waste and lose gold, food and resources, they signed a cease-fire treaty and established the borderline.
In addition, since trade between the two countries has started now, excluding some hard-liners, it can be said that war has disappeared.
So I would be at ease as I won’t be taken to the war.
I can say that I was lucky in that part.
“Dear, what’s the matter?”
Brown bread with a small piece of meat and vegetable. A soup seasoned with only salt.
It is an indescribably dull meal, but it seems to be proof of being a n.o.ble to be able to eat meat from the morning.
n.o.ble ate three meals a day while farmers ate two meals a day.
Our menu is bread and soup. The social distinctions don’t seem to be that different.
It is tasteless and hard brown bread, but it is followed with soft white bread, jam, b.u.t.ter, cheese and tea or something. The poor set of soup became gorgeous with just that.
There seems to be a big difference between rural, urban areas and other area though that is just something I have heard.
Is that really a fact? I wouldn’t know it if I didn’t go to the others area though.
It is just then that I got disappointing news. Our Baumeister Knight Territory appears to be quite poor.
“The matter for the establishment of an adventure guild branch office has been refused.”
“They might have been busy with work.”
“Opening up more access for transport or the like is fine too.”
My new father, Arthur, looks sour in front of half of the remaining soup dish.
It was confirmed before that magic exists in this new world and now there is also the adventure guild.
Talking about magic, creatures like monsters exist too, so there must be adventurers who hunt it to make a living.
“Since monsters in our territory are strong…”
“Father, can you just call the army once to hunt it in one sweep.”
“Kurt, that’s not possible. We can’t repeat the same blunder like Brihedar margrave-dono.”
The eldest son Kurt nii-san, who is the heir, advised to subjugate it in one sweep by collecting an army from the territory and is rejected by Arthur.
“Can I say something…Father?”
“What is it, Wendelin? You can’t get another soup.”
From yesterday’s dreams, I, as the eighth son, am 6 years old now if counted from the new year.
Besides, I am seven years younger than the seventh son on the n.o.ble side.
My meal seat is on the most edge since this family is poor.
I just simply asked a question, but that seems to be asking for another soup. You could say that is the evidence of this house is poor.
“No, I am not asking for another soup. It’s about Brihedar margrave-sama that issued the punitive forces for the monster.”
“Yeah, we were asked, in accordance to one of the term’s conditions, to subjugate the monster in the Baumeister Knight Territory a few years ago…”
By using the term’s conditions, they seemed to have asked reluctantly, but then they have provoked the monster pointlessly by attacking with a large army in the monster’s territory. Brihedar margrave’s army of 2,000 had apparently received a miserable crus.h.i.+ng blow.
Just after the new family head of Brihedar margrave took over, the new family head’s first work was to rebuild the destroyed lord’s army.
“The new Brihedar margrave-dono said that as a n.o.ble, he doesn’t deserve to get the rights to the monster’s territory. In short, it means that he would never a.s.sociate with the monster in our Baumeister Knight Territory ever again.”
So I have to spend my life in a terrible ominous place until I grow up.
The soup that I put in my mouth felt tasteless when I thought so.
It’s actually not that tasty since it’s only seasoned with small amounts of salt.
[ED note: TLDR: Politics, politics, and……………..tasteless food]